"Damn! The Silver and White League camp is so lively? I knew that Lao Tzu would have come over earlier, haha!"

A vulgar roar came from not far away, and the adventurers nearby turned their heads to look, and then their expressions throbbed, and they consciously moved out of the way.

"It's Oscar, the king of adventurers! Your Excellency Oscar, you are also coming to the Silver and White League?"

Oscar wears a heavy black armor with shoulder armor carved on both sides... Well... Are those two fat maggots?

Mr. Fat Bug, the armored maggot, still followed his master closely, arching forward on the ground, kicking up a small cloud of dust.

"Can't Lao Tzu participate too! The reward is so rich, you can't see it when Lao Tzu is there? And the Lich King raised by his stepmother, Lao Tzu must be the first to rush up and kill him!"

Oscar stood in the middle of the crowd of adventurers, waving his arms and shouting.

"Where's the sign-up? Where's the tavern? Don't tell me Tirio forgot to build the tavern!"

So led by a large group of adventurers, Oscar came to the registration tent of the Silver and White League.

A female priest with a seductive figure and a convex and backward figure stepped out of the tent, with a pair of angelic feather wings carved on the tip of a white staff in her hand.

"Oh, there are a lot of beautiful women here in Tirio, why have I never seen this good sister?"

Oscar's words immediately drew laughter from the adventurers.

"Your Excellency, go up and show your charm, let's see! ”

Oscar immediately patted his breastplate, "Wait, look at it, and let you junior adventurers know the demeanor of the Fat Worm Great Lord!"

"Yes, Your Excellency Oscar will win!"

Oscar strode up on his stubby legs, and came to the human priestess who was untying the ropes of her mount with her back to her.

Syllable!

A crisp, loud sound echoed the area around the tent.

As if they had been petrified en masse, the adventurers froze in place, staring at their big watery eyes and their faces full of disbelief.

Nima!Silver Priest Partris!

One of the examiners of the Trials of the Champions!

It's over!

The female priest who had been slapped on the ass for no reason immediately turned around and stared fiercely at the dwarven death knight in front of her.

"Hello ma'am, I'm Oscar Diamond, do you have time to go with me to find a tent where no one is around... ”

Rumble!

Before he finished speaking, a torrent of holy light roared out and slammed directly on Oscar, and the dwarf immediately soared in the blue sky like a free-flying bird, and then fell to the ground more than ten meters away.

Oh... And his war maggots...

"Bastard! you ruined my good soup! You lost money to me!!"

Oscar scrambled to his feet, and was immediately dragged by a fat creature.

Turn your head and look, oops!

Lao Chen glared angrily at the dead dwarf in front of him, he had managed to boil it for more than an hour, and the broth that was about to be sold in the pot was ruined by the dead dwarf and his fat maggot.

A moment later ...

In the main tent, Tirio Ferdin's face hurts.

"You say... That fat bug lord Oscar, blatantly playing hooligan, slapped your ass?"

The silver priest Partres immediately nodded vigorously, her face flushing.

"That's right, High Lord, I insist that you punish that dead dwarf severely!

Tirio rubbed his brow, smiled wryly and shook his head.

This Oscar was really uneasy, and he now somewhat believed that this dwarf had really teased Deathwing.

"Don't worry, Priest Partris, I'll talk to him about this seriously. ”

There was a burst of cheers outside the tent, and Tirio and Partris curiously walked out of the tent and immediately saw a huge banner hanging on the wall of the proving ground not far away.

"Superstar Rush Baba World Tour, Northrend Station. ”

"The goblins ... It's really going to make every gold coin in our pockets... Tirio shook his head, and then noticed that the silver priest Partriss was gone, and the beautiful priest was trotting all the way to the venue.

All right... Another avid die-hard female fan.

The Fishman show has become popular in Azeroth, and everyone loves this cute little fishman and his various fun outfits.

For example, the rush roars, the rush Lidan...

All right... There are still two people who don't like it...

The performance venue was already crowded and completely full.

The silver priest Partris was a little worried, she was late and didn't get a seat.

"Ma'am, it looks like you need help, the righteous Oscar is more than happy to help you, as long as you wait a while and find me a tent with no one... ”

"Say it again, and I'll let the light purify you!" Partris raised her staff and struck the elusive dwarf desperately.

Paltris accepted Oscar's offer of a seat anyway.

Although this dead dwarf is flowery and full of rude and rogue words, his heart is still not bad. For the deeds of the Fat Worm Great Lord, Partris also knows a lot.

"Alright, Ms. Partris, let's do it another way, would you like to have dinner with me?"

Oscar sat in the seat next to Partris, unrelenting.

Paltris sighed heavily, a little helpless.

"Okay, I'll promise you dinner with you, are you satisfied, honorable Lord Fat Worm, can you let me concentrate on the show now?"

Oscar whistled and turned his head triumphantly to glance at the adventurers behind him.

"Your Excellency Oscar, we admire the essence of your stalking!"

On the performance field, Ben Boer Ba has begun to run around the venue in a circle, wearing a black robe decorated with feathers, holding a long wooden stick with a chicken leg stuck to the top, and his mouth makes a cute whining and cheering sound.

"Come on, you're the Fishman Guardian!

Eastern Kingdom Continent, Karazan Tower.

"No one can take care of that abominable Black Rope! and his stupid fish-man!"

Medivan waved the legendary staff of the Guardian of Etiyès*, commonly known as the chicken leg cane, and froze the TV in front of him into an ice cube.

Merry Winterwind looked up from his experiments and looked at his old friend with disdain.

"Save it, when that fish-man played Illidan and Hellroar some time ago, you were happier than anyone else. ”

Northrend Continent, Silver and White League Camp, Central Tavern.

Silver Priest Paltris covered her mouth and chuckled at the amused jokes of Oscar's adventurers.

"Say a few more, and I think I'll be able to forgive you for your rude behavior during the day. ”

Oscar shook his head smugly, "Forget those jokes, I'll tell you about your past adventures, this is the unique top-secret adventure of the Fat Bug Lord!"

"I've always been very curious about the story between you and your dustbringer. ”

"Ahh

While Hu Feng left Azeroth and headed to the Outlands to await the arrival of the Evil Warships, the creatures of the Northern Expedition continued their busy lives.

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